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Dec 2013
And I was high
And feeling low.
And I thought I was making sense.
She didnt have a journal
So I settled for a mini yellow legal pad.
And my thoughts were coming faster than I could write.
So I forgot.
Circa 1994
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Circa 1994  Florida
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